I had a crush.
I realize now my crush was History, but when I was eleven, I thought my crush was Daniel Boone.
There was a biography about Daniel in the Pinewood West Library. I think I was the only person who signed the card in that book all year long. I signed it more than once.
Though I was in the midst of my World War II phase, I took the time to read and re-read the story of Daniel and his most amazing wife, Sarah.
I could have been Sarah.
Or so I thought.
She was Pioneer Woman extraordinaire. She raised a brood while Daniel was off exploring and settling the west. She could do anything.
Of course, having had my wilderness experience in the BWCA, I must admit I'm no frontier woman.
I LOVED Daniel.
I might have hated the wilderness and not been so great at birthing babies, but I do love cooking over a campfire with my cast iron.